Boil the heavens

However, in fact, Yi Yun did not take the initiative to attack with sword energy, but his sword intent became more solid and pure, giving people the illusion of being surrounded by sword energy mentally.

"I'm so honored that Pindao is also very interested in Zhuang Master Yi's sword intent!" Although he was too sharp to be able to retract and unwind completely and was out of balance, Yan Fei was still quite interested in Yi Yun at this moment. .

He hasn't realized the sword intent yet, but he has already reached a higher level.

Made, this comparison...

You have to study where the problem is.

While everyone was chatting, the time came quietly, and the ceremony of passing the throne officially began.

Standing in front of the statue of the Taoist patriarch, Ma Yu handed over to Wang Lin the master's sword and whisk, which are the symbols of the head of the sect. There was a long, sharp cry.

"The imperial decree has arrived~~~~"

The emperor's personal supervisor, Wang Jian, came here with hundreds of palace guards.

"Following heaven's fortune, the emperor ordered that Quanzhen serve the country loyally and bravely. The head teacher, Wang Lin, is intelligent and sharp, with both civil and military skills... Now Wang Lin is specially appointed as the governor of Xiangyang." Wang Jian, who has a pale face and is at least forty After reading the imperial decree, he handed the imperial decree to Wang Lin, and said with a smile, "Governor Wang, accept the decree!"

"The minister, Wang Lin, accepts the order." Kneeling down to receive the order, Wang Lin responded loudly.

The sudden episode shocked all the heroes present. The governor of Xiangyang, the governor of the frontier, the people's livelihood and the military, how could the court suddenly give such an important position to a young man?

Three years ago, Quanzhen fought bloody battles to help the imperial court take back Xiangyang. His meritorious service was not small. Ma Yu and others were rewarded by various officials, big and small. In the past three years, they have devoted all their efforts to assist the construction of the ruined Xiangyang. Their achievements are extraordinary. Wang Lin I also performed very well and won the hearts of the people. At this critical moment of the handover between the two generations, it is normal to give awards and show kindness, but the position of Governor of Xiangyang seems to be a bit too much!

For a moment, no matter whether it was a hero in the world or the officialdom and the military, the eyes they looked at Wang Lin and Quanzhen and the others became very strange.

Envy, puzzlement, longing and more doubts!

Wang Lin, can you afford this position?

"I also hope that Governor Wang can train soldiers diligently, regain the lost ground, and live up to the high expectations of the Holy Majesty!" Wang Jian, who put the imperial decree in Wang Lin's hands, said with a smile in a shrill voice.

"Please report back to the Holy Majesty, Wang Lin and Quanzhen will definitely live up to His Majesty's high expectations!" Amidst all the strange eyes, Wang Lin raised his head and chest, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

Nodding, Wang Jian stepped aside and the ceremony continued.

After the handover between the old and the new, Ma Yu stood beside Yan Fei, the two looked at each other, smiled slightly, and said nothing.

For the position of governor, Quanzhen gave away almost all the proceeds from the Taoist temples south of the Yangtze River for this honorable name.

The amount of sacrifice almost cost Quanzhen his entire family, but everything is worth it. With this name, he has political capital. From now on, Wang Lin will be able to issue orders openly, and will never be criticized for overstepping his authority and meddling in politics.

The impassioned speech, from the magnificent future to the next step of the plan, Wang Lin's solo show was quite successful. At the end of the ceremony, many people were obviously fooled by the blood, sincerely supported him, and looked at him It has changed from initial doubts to confidence.

The succession ceremony of Quanzhen's head teacher is over, but a more grand ceremony has just begun.

After three years of military training, taking advantage of the fierce fighting for Khan's position in Mongolia, he sent troops to the Nanyang area to recover the lost ground, test the results of the three years, and let Wang Lin gain a firm foothold. This is the plan Quanzhen had planned long ago.

Today, everything is going according to plan.

Lightning raid, not only regained the lost ground, but also won a complete victory!

It took only one month for Wang Lin to take office as governor and he achieved such a victory. For a moment, the world was shaken!

Wang Lin's young hero, Yue Fei's call for reincarnation resounded all over the world with the help of Quan Zhen.

0067 Calm

The Battle of Nanyang came to a perfect conclusion, and the two-month discussion and exchanges between Yan Fei, Hong Qigong, Yi Yun and others also came to an end. They bid farewell to everyone and returned to Yihua Palace. After this episode, Yan Fei's life started again. Return to calm.

Back in Yihua Palace, Yan Fei did not delve into the cheats as usual, but picked up hoes, shovels and other tools to start building houses.

"My lord, what are you doing?" Looking at the busy Yan Fei, Qingxue and Xiaoyu were puzzled.

"Build a furnace for casting swords. In the future, my son will forge swords." Yan Fei said softly as he kept working in his hands.

"Forging a sword? Why?" After hearing Yan Fei's words, the second daughter was even more puzzled.

"Forging a sword, let a sword be born from your own hands, so that I can truly understand swords!" Looking at Qingxue and Xiaoyu who wanted to help, Yan Fei smiled, "You don't need to help, this A sword furnace, I have to finish it myself."

This was Yan Fei's experience after communicating with Yi Yun.

How to comprehend the sword intent was so mysterious that Yi Yun couldn't explain it.

However, although he couldn't understand the birth of the sword intent, Yan Fei saw in him the attachment to the sword, the obsession with the sword, and the uniqueness of the sword.

As a sword wielder, Yan Fei thought that he was full of respect for the sword in his opponent's hands, but in terms of persistence and uniqueness, he was far inferior to Yi Yun.

Of course, Yan Fei didn't want to imitate his persistence.

Just reflecting on Yi Yun's attitude towards the sword, Yan Fei felt that his understanding of the sword was really not detailed enough.

He knew it, knew how to use each part of a long sword, and also understood the different characteristics of different long swords, but why?

The internal structure of the sword, its material composition, its endurance limit, how to sharpen its edge...

These Yan Fei don't quite understand!

Without a deep understanding of the essence, how can one comprehend the power sublimated from the sword itself—the sword intent?

Moreover, in recent years, Yan Fei's cultivation of sword qi is far more important than the sword itself, which is somewhat deviated from the fundamentals.

Therefore, Yan Fei wants to return to the original, starting from casting swords, from birth to death, to re-understand the life of swords!

At the same time, this exchange of martial arts also made Yan Fei discover some other problems in his body. Perhaps it was because of the influence of other people's rapid progress, or because of other reasons, Yan Fei's mentality was no longer there. The last time was completely indifferent.

Forging the sword and restarting the homework of transcribing and hiding, I believe it will bring his mentality back to its original state.

ping pong pong...

Yan Fei's sword-making life begins.

"My lord...this is the...sword you forged?" Looking at the fire stick in front of her, Qingxue was embarrassed to say it was a sword.

Scratching his head, Yan Fei was also quite embarrassed. He also knew that he was a rookie, but he didn't expect that he was so good at it.

The whole is black, the blade is like a dog gnawing, the blade is round and rough, and the details such as the tip and hilt are even more difficult to see!

Hoo hoo.. bang!

Holding it and waving it, and without knowing why, Qingxue actually picked up her saber and touched it.

Then with a crisp sound, Yan Fei's first masterpiece was broken.

"Uh...my lord...Qingxue didn't do it on purpose."

Qingxue looked at Yan Fei cautiously, although this burning stick sword was nothing, but it was the first sword forged by the young master after all, it had a different meaning, so it just broke...